The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 41, Embarrassment

   blurted out: "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

   After saying that, Shen Yijia regretted it and almost bit her tongue.

   He should have let go of his hand first!

   Hearing this, Song Jingchen's mind immediately flashed the hands that kept pulling on him and the head that kept digging into his arms.

  Song Jingchen only felt his chest swell, he loosened his grip on Shen Yijia like no one, turned his back and continued to sleep.

  If you ignore the tips of his slightly red ears...

  The breakfast was prepared by Uncle Yang early in the morning. It was white porridge and a small plate of pickles that I didn’t know where it came from. Lin Mu and the others left before dawn.

   When Uncle Yang talked about it, Shen Yijia felt strange, so she asked, "It's nothing urgent, why are you leaving so early?"

   Uncle Yang gave Shen Yijia a meaningful look, and silently lowered his head and drank the porridge without saying a word.

   Shen Yijia was puzzled and looked at Mrs. Li.

   Mr. Li coughed dryly and changed the subject: "Brother Chen hasn't gotten up yet?"

   Originally, he was particular about eating and sleeping, but he ate with Shen Yijia along the way.

   She has to talk while eating, not to say which dish she thinks is delicious, or to tease Brother Hao or Sister Huan.

   Everyone has long been used to it, and there is no set of rules.

   "Not yet, Xianggong didn't seem to have slept well last night, I'll save him some time to eat when he wakes up." Shen Yijia answered honestly.

   Mr. Li didn't think much of it after hearing this, although Song Jingchen looked like nothing on weekdays.

   But as a mother, Mrs. Li still clearly felt her son's daily worries.

   Because of the death of Xianggong and father-in-law, and also because of his legs that can no longer stand up.

   "Sister-in-law, have you hurt your hand?" Brother Hao looked at Shen Yijia with concern.

   As soon as these words came out, several people at the table, including Sister Huan, looked at Shen Yijia's hand.

  Shen Yijia finally picked up a piece of pickled vegetables with trembling hands, and fell to the table with a nervous jerk.

   touched his nose in embarrassment, waved his hand and said, "No, I'm not hurt... just a little sore in my hand."

   "Cough, cough, cough..." As soon as Shen Yijia finished speaking, Uncle Yang coughed violently.

   Mr. Li thought of his son who never snooze. Today...the old face flushed.

   gave Shen Yijia a strange look, why did the child say anything.

  Shen Yijia: "…"

   Did she say something wrong?

   What the **** are you thinking about...

   is sick.

   This breakfast ended in silence from everyone.

  After eating, Shen Yijia and Li Shi finished washing the clothes they had changed yesterday and were about to hang them up.

   There was a sudden bang in the room, and Shen Yijia hurriedly put down her clothes and ran to the room.

  I saw a broken teacup on the ground, but fortunately Song Jingchen was leaning on the bed.

   Shen Yijia breathed a sigh of relief: "Be careful, why don't you call me if you want to drink water."

   "It's not too far away, I thought I could get there!" Song Jingchen lowered his eyelids, and there was a hint of frustration in his tone.

  It was so difficult all the way before, but such a trivial matter made Song Jingchen deeply realize that he was really disabled.

   Hearing this, Mrs. Li retracted the steps she was about to step in.

   wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, took a deep breath and turned away silently.

   "As I said, this is only temporary, you will get better." Shen Yijia looked at Song Jingchen seriously.

   met those eyes, somehow. In Song Jingchen's mind, the thought that this person was fortunately did not leave with He Lishu suddenly appeared in his mind.

  Thinking of something, Shen Yijia exclaimed in surprise: "I see."

   "Know what?" Song Jingchen asked curiously.

   "It's a wheelchair, do you know a wheelchair? With a wheelchair, you can move around in the yard by yourself even if no one is carrying you." Shen Yijia was annoyed that she only thought of this thing now.

   I met a very nice little fairy today, because I was almost autistic because no one watched it on a stand-alone machine. The little fairy came in like a light, ah ah ah ah ah, love love

   (end of this chapter)